The Other Side

Hey everyone! Sorry this chapter’s a little late, but it’s a long one! Only one lemon, couldn’t fit the other one in just yet but it will come soon. Anyhow I hope you enjoy, a lot happens in this chapter!


Sheleeta
I know I really screwed Guy over, but I think its important to explain his anger issues. I’m glad you likes the Riki/Iason scene and I promise there is more cuteness to come ^_^ Anyways thanks for reviewing and enjoy the nice long chappy!


“You sure about this Blondie? I mean I’ll be okay, really. I don’t want you doing this just cause it’s something you think I need.”

Raoul looked up into dark eyes and hoped that the other man did not see his unease. When he had agreed to this he had done it because he felt that Guy needed it. He still felt that way, but that did not change the mechanics of the situation. When he had agreed to this, he had considered the fact that something hot and hard and, as he knew from personal experience, rather large would be shoved up inside of him. If he had thought about that he was not certain that he would have suggested it at the time. The fact remained that Guy did need this, and so Raoul would not protest, nor would he take the escape that Guy was now offering.

“No, I want this Guy.” Raoul lied seamlessly. I want this for you, he thought as he felt the other settle on top of him and forced himself to relax. Guy was not going to begin right away. Surely there would be some foreplay involved. Raoul leaned in to accept an offered kiss, drinking in the rich familiar taste of the other man hungrily. He could enjoy this part, at least. Guy hands ghosted over the porcelain like surface of Raoul’s skin, setting it afire. The ghosting fingers cased the Blondie to shudder beneath him, the barely there touch going straight to Raoul’s groan. Raoul gasped as Guy took a pert nipple into his mouth and bit down on it causing an odd mix pleasure and pain. The sound of a deep-throated moan left Raoul before he could stop it, and he looked down his chest at Guy, only to find the other staring up at him, eyes alight with passion. Then Raoul’s head rolled back as he was lost to the feel of Guy’s hand ghosting along the inside of his thigh, just missing the area that truly longed for attention.

Guy chuckled above him, apparently finding the Blondie’s fidgeting amusing. Raoul wondered how amusing Guy would find it if he were to reverse the situation, something he fully intended to do in good time. That thought and all others left his mind in a wash as Guy’s hand wrapped around the base of his member. Unable to stop himself he groaned, wishing with all of his might that the damned Mongrel would just get to it already. “What’s wrong Raoul, don’t like this?”

Raoul ground his teeth together and forced himself to look up at Guy. The Mongrel was looking down at him with a grin worthy of a convict who knew he had escaped persecution. His hand was dangerously still between Raoul’s legs, and the Blondie knew at this point that he was purposely prolonging things. “You would be wise to continue.” Raoul said in a strained voice. He may have agreed to this, but that didn’t change the fact that he was still a Blondie, and he had his pride. He was not going to beg, so he would have to settle for threatening.

“Yeah well.” Guy leaned in to whisper in Raoul’s ear, his hand still an unmoved vice around Raoul’s member. “I’ve been told I’m not that wise.” Raoul grunted in agreement and began bucking his hips. He was going to get stimulation somehow.

“Okay, okay, easy big guy.” Guy said with a laugh before he leaned down and took Raoul into his mouth in one skilled swipe. Stars danced and the world went black as Raoul’s head hit the pillow, a cry escaping his lips. Damn it but the Mongrel was good at this. The feel of Guy’s throat muscles working him was absolutely overwhelming, so much so that Raoul did not see Guy reach for the lube. He wouldn’t have even known what the Mongrel was doing except for the feeling of cold moisture at his hole. Raoul allowed only a moment for panic before he was overcome by the feeling of Guy swallowing him whole. Then Guy’s fingers swept around his rim joining the cold gel and Raoul suddenly found it hard to draw breath. Guy dipped in a finger, stroking areas never before touched. Raoul squirmed at the unfamiliar feeling, thrusting up into the waiting mouth and than falling back to drive the finger deeper. Then another finger joined the first, scissoring and sweeping through untouched crevasses. The feeling was so foreign to the Blondie, and yet it was not unpleasant.

Then Guy found his prostrate and Raoul’s breath hitched as his member twitched as stars danced before his eyes. He cried out as the Mongrel dug into the little knob mercilessly, causing Raoul to let loose his voice and his load all at once. Raoul melted into the bed as his body shuttered. He was so caught up in the aftermaths of his pleasure that he did not feel Guy get up off of him and shift his position. Nor did he pay much attention to the Mongrel bringing his own legs up to settle in between them. That is until he felt the full weeping head of Guy’s member pressed against his entry. His headshot up, panic reflecting in his eyes. He knew it was illogical to feel such a thing. It wasn’t as if the Mongrel could hurt him, or that he would if given the chance. It was more as if he was giving up something precious, something he could not get back. Guy’s smile was completely disarming. He gave Raoul a look of pure love, putting the other man’s fears to rest. “It’s okay, love. I’ve got you. I’ll take good care of you, just sit back and enjoy the ride.” For a moment Raoul thought to reply to those whispered words. He did not need Guy to ‘take care of him,’ nor did he intend to play an inactive role in this. But those and all other protests disappeared from his thoughts as Guy pressed forward.

All Raoul could do was lie there and take it as Guy pushed into him, overwhelming him completely. The Mongrel was smaller than he was. Still it was tight, unbearably so. “Hang in there love, this is the hardest part. It gets better I promise.” Guy said with a grunt. No sooner had he said it then he slipped past the tight ring of muscles. Inch by agonizing inch he sunk in until he was fully sheathed. Then he paused for a moment, his breath coming in quick gasps. Raoul lay beneath him in a shuttering ball of nerves. He could feel his body stretching as it tried to accommodate the Mongrel’s girth. It no longer hurt but it was very snug, unbelievably full. After a moment he reached forwards, taking Raoul’s member in hand. It had become half hard again, and jumped at the attention.

“Ready love?” Guy asked, his voice heavy. All Raoul could do was nod. “Please say something, I need to hear your voice.” Guy begged, still not moving.

“I’m ready,” Raoul managed to gasp, his voice braking as Guy handled him with expect skill. “Please.” The word escaped him before he was able to stop it. Guy grinned, withdrawing and then coming back in for a series of deep slow thrusts. Raoul cried out yet again as the Mongrel hit his prostate over and over sending bolts of electricity all the way down to his toes. Guy was quickly bring his to a full eruption yet again, and if he kept this up Raoul would spill his load a second time before Guy even came once. “Guy I can’t-“ Raoul stammered out. Guy grasped the base of his cock, his finger going over the slit. “Easy there Raoul. Hang in there a little longer, it will be worth it, I promise.”

Then he quickened his pace and Raoul was lost in ecstasy. He clamped down on his urges trying desperately to wait as his lover asked, to show some of the control that Blondies were supposedly famous for. Guy’s pace had increased to a rhythm of shot quick thrusts. Raoul rose to meet each one, his word exploding with each movement. Luckily he did not have to wait long. “Aahh!” Guy cried as he buried himself deep in the Blondie, his seed filling his lover as his body shook from the after shock. Raoul came with yet another cry, this one rising up to meet Guy’s own. The pair collided as Guy collapsed on top of Raoul. The Blondie wrapped his arms around his Mongrel possessively, his body vibrating with a deep seeded sense of peace. He had found his place with this beautiful creature, and now he would never let him go.

“Raoul that was,” Guy breathed out, his body shaking and covered in sweat. “Thank you Raoul.” He said as he peered up into the Blondie’s half closed eyes. Raoul pulled him even closer, if that were possible, molding the Mongrel to his body. He felt Guy lean up the give him a soft kiss that he eagerly returned. The Mongrel’s gratitude was clearly present in that kiss, and Raoul knew that at least in that moment Guy felt completely at ease. With that comforting thought, and the Mongrel tucked under his chin Raoul let sleep sweep him away from this world and into a place where he and Guy were alone, and together.

~~**~~

Katze tossed and turned on the small couch, his body aching from the restless night. Red numbers on the wall showed the time to be four and a half hours after midnight. For the last four hours Katze had watched that number change as his head swam with all that had happened. Iason was already likely to kill him for revealing what he had to Raoul. Now he was also going to find the other Blondie there when he arrived, and with a Mongrel no less. That Mongrel…Katze was not so ignorant as to not realize what the noises he had heard coming from his room had meant. Such noises were only made during one activity, Raoul was having sex, with a Mongrel, in Katze’s bed. Katze groaned in physical and mental agony, covering his eyes with his hand and shifting on the small uncomfortable couch. He didn’t even want to think about what would come of that. A Blondie and a Mongrel in a relationship, in any kind of relationship could only lead to problems. He only knew he wanted no part in it. It wasn’t any of his business what Blondies did behind closed doors, no matter how stupid it may be. The only problem was that the door they were doing behind was his door, and that meant that he was involved, whether he wanted to be or not.

Katze stood with a sigh and stumbled sluggishly to the computer. It was clear he was not going to get any sleep on the tiny couch that night, and since he didn’t dare use the bed that he had brought up for Iason he might as well try and get some work done. He had a feeling that this was the last chance that he was going to have to work uninterrupted for a while. About another hour and a half passed filled with mundane number crunching and unwanted thoughts of Blondies and Mongrels when the alarm for the front door flashed and the security monitor showed Iason standing in his doorway. He was accompanied by a smaller man whose face was hidden in the shadows, but since Katze knew he was bring company he wasn’t too alarmed. Katze swore as he stood. Iason said that he would be there in the morning, but he hadn’t thought it would be this early. For a moment Katze thought of waking Raoul, but he quickly decided against that. For one he did not want to go in there and confirm what he already knew to be true, and secondly a bit of time to talk to Iason alone might just save him a bit of the Blondie’s wrath latter. Maybe he could explain what had happened, maybe Iason would understand. A hollow sounding laugh escaped the red-haired ex-furniture as he shook his head and headed for the door to welcome his death into his home. Iason was going to eat him alive.

Katze unlocked the door and swung it open. He stood in the doorway, blocking the entrance as he took a breath. No sense putting it off. “Sir, before you come in there is something you should know.”

“Holy shit it is you! I thought this was your place! Hey Iason you’re not going to believe this but that contact I told you about? The one we were going to meet up with before those bastards caught us? This is him! Isn’t that some fucking coincidence? Didn’t you say he works for you? So you hold the reins of the greatest Black Market Boss in the business. That’s fucking perfect!”

“Riki.” Iason said in a warning tone, though he seemed more assumed than anything. He turned to Katze. “You already know each other than, that will simplify things.” Iason said dismissively. “What is it you needed to tell me Katze? Be quick about it, we have had a long flight and I do not wish to stand out here all morning.”

Katze’s hearing felt fuzzy and his head felt very light as he stared at Riki as if he had an extra leg growing out of his ass. Simplified things? Of hell no, this was anything but simple. What the hell was Riki the Dark doing with a Blondie, and what would he do when he found out his pairing partner was here?

“Katze.” Iason warned when he received no response.

Katze jumped as if startled, taking a step back. “Well Sir you see-“

“Holy shit Riki!” The startled cry cut him off and the next thing he knew Guy was streaking past him before throwing himself at Riki with enough force to knock them both off of their feet. Guy landed on top of Riki, kissing him thoroughly on the lips. Riki gasped against the kiss and tried to dislodge himself from other Mongrel. Iason seemed more than happy to help. He picked the Mongrel up by the back of his open nightshirt and threw him through the open door and right into the back wall.

Just then a fireball erupted behind Iason. Katze’s eyes widened as the Blondie hissed and moved aside, revealing a human shaped inferno. “Of great Iason, now you scared the kid!”

“I scared him?” Iason said in a tone boarding on disbelief as he watched the humanoid inferno. Riki stood up glaring daggers at him. “Yes, you scared him. Why the hell did you do that to Guy?”

“He was assaulting you!” Iason said in a show of uncharacteristic rage as he peered down at the ball of flame. “Put him out! This place may be made of mettle back there is still plenty of flammable material, and I do not want to attract attention.”

“I can’t just put him out! He’s doing it cause you’re yelling, and Guy was not assaulting me. He was kissing me!” Riki shot back. “We were pairing partners before all this shit happened. You can’t blame him for being happy to see me.” Riki knelt down beside the fireball. “Look Aiden you’ve gotta calm down okay? Iason’s not going to hurt you. He’s just a big teddy bear with a bad temper.”

“You will watch how you address me Mongrel or I will throw you through a wall. I would not use the word ‘happy’ to describe his reaction to you. You are mine Riki, and I will not let him lay a hand on you.” Iason said in a deadly tone.

Katze’s eyes widened, what the hell was going on here? He knew that Riki and Guy were in a relationship. Hell all of Ceres knew that. Why would Iason care what he did? Why was he with Riki to begin with? “Riki what are you doing here?” Katze’s question feel on death ears. It seemed the two of them had forgotten he was even there.

“I’ll do whatever the hell I please. It’s not like we’ve done anything together and you sure as hell don’t own me. I was with Guy before all of this shit but I know that’s over now, I can’t drag him into this. I’m going to try being with you but if you ever lay a hand on him again I will never forgive you, do you understand me Blondie?” Riki’s boldness was insanity, even for him. Amazingly, Iason didn’t respond with violence. He just stood there, glaring daggers at Riki.

Meanwhile the flaming, thing, had curled into a ball on the floor. Katze could have sworn he heard a whimper from it as it started burning brighter. Riki sighed as he knelt down beside the ball of flame. “I’ve gotta calm down the kid before he sends the whole place up in flames. Good thing everything around here’s made of mettle. Leave Guy to me okay? I’ll talk to him.”

“If he lays a hand on you Riki-“ Iason started.

“He won’t okay, I won’t let him.” Riki’s eyes were on the fireball that was slowly dimming down to reveal the form of a small boy. He must have been behind Iason when they arrived, because Katze had not seen the boy in the security camera. The boy was looking between him and Iason, his eyes wide with fear.

Iason turned murderous eyes on Katze, causing the other man to take yet another step back. Oh, so now Iason was going to act like he existed. “What is going on Katze?” The Blondie said in a low voice as he advanced into the room. “What is that Mongrel doing here?”

Katze’s eyes widened as he backed up. The last thing he wanted was Iason’s attention to be focused on him at that moment.

“The Mongrel is with me Iason.” Katze whipped his head back to see Raoul standing in the doorframe of his stolen room. He looked just as angry as Iason. His eyes were on Guy’s unmoving body that was crumpled on the ground against the wall. “Why is my Mongrel unconscious?” Raoul asked as he turned his gaze to Iason. He stopped a moment, his eyes widening as they settled on the Blondie. “What happened to your hair?” He asked in a tone that could only be described as horrified. Katze wanted to know that himself, but he hadn’t had the nerve to ask.

“Raoul? How did, what are you doing here?” Iason asked as his eyes widened. Katze had never seen the Blondie so caught off guard.

“Your hair Iason, what happened to it? Where have you been all of this time?” Raoul asked again, ignoring the question.

“It is a rather long story, and unimportant at the moment.” Iason responded with a hint of annoyance. “What did you mean by your Mongrel?”

“I mean that he is mine, and that I will not allow anyone to harm him. I trust that you have a good reason for your behavior.” Raoul said with his normal calm. He had gone over to Guy to see what the extent of his injuries were.

“What are you doing here Raoul?” Iason asked again with a hint of anger. “This is not your concern. How did you know my location?” Iason turned a glare on Katze. “It was supposed to be confidential.”

“I’ve been searching for you since the incident, though if you are going to be throwing my mate through walls then I may not be able to offer my help. You are one of my only true friends Iason, but there are things that I can not allow.” Raoul said as he stood up. “Luckily the damage to him appears to be superficial. I would like to know what is going on.”

Katze gasped as Raoul revealed Guy as his mate as if he were discussing the whether. Damn these Blondies got to the point. He had always known Iason to be very direct, but this was ridiculous. Raoul had just unveiled a very taboo relationship, and he did it as if it were nothing.

“Wait, did you just call Guy your mate?” Riki stood from where he had been consoling the fire creature. He walked forward, his expression reflecting his turmoil. All of this had to be hard on him as well. His reason for being here was unclear but he certainly looked worse for wear. He was thinner than Katze remembered him, and there were bruises on his body. Had Iason beaten him? Katze’s hand came up to brush along the raised scar on his cheek, the memory of what he used to be. Yes, Katze would not put it past the Blondie.

Raoul looked at the Mongrel at Iason’s side, his eyes lighting with recognition. “Ah, you must be Riki. Guy has spoken very highly of you. I understand that this is difficult to hear, but Guy and I have formed a bond, and I am not about to let him go.”

“Wait what?” Riki’s eyes widened and he looked down at Guy. “But how-“

“I captured him after I tracked Iason to your location. The idiots that had been working for me thought it best to use explosives to bring down your defenses. It was because of them that I was unable to find Iason, but I did find Guy, and I brought him back with me.”

“It was you! You’re the fucker that blew up the base and killed off my gang!” Riki cracked his knuckles and started to advance of Raoul. Luckily Iason stopped him, grabbing him by the arm.

“Damn it Iason let me go!” Riki yelled as he tried to pull free. “This fucker killed my gang!”

“I did not authorize the use of explosions Mongrel, nor did I approve of my men’s method. As for your men most of them did make it out alive. We rounded up a good number of them, and I will have them released. They were helping a Blondie after all. The others are in your various hideouts. I have seen them myself, as I was searching for Iason.”

“How the hell did you know where our hideouts were?” Riki asked with wide eyes.

“Guy showed me their location. He was trying to find you as well.” Raoul answered in a calm voice. He knelt down again and scooped the Mongrel into his arms. The way he cradled him spoke volumes. “I need to see to his injuries, we will continue this after he is conscious.”

“You love him?” Riki stuttered as he looked at the pair. “Does he feel the same?” Riki’s voice was quite, as if he feared the answer. Raoul looked up into the Mongrels eyes his gaze inquisitive. “I do.” He responded, and there was no denying the truth behind the words.

“What about him then? Does he love you too, and if he does then why the hell did he kiss me?” Riki asked.

“He kissed you?” Raoul sounded surprisingly calm when he heard this. Funny, Katze had pegged him for the possessive type. “He has told me that he loves me, and has show it through his actions. He will have to explain this behavior when he awakens.”

“Look he did it when he first saw me. That’s why Iason threw him across the room. I think he was just glad to see me, but this jealous bastard just can’t take a little competition.” Riki growled as he looked up at Ions

“Jealous?” Raoul asked as his eyes turned to the other Blondie. “Why would you be jealous?”

“There will be no competition, Riki is mine.” Iason growled out, his grip on the Mongrel tightening.

“Ow, fuck Iason let go! I won’t attack him or anything okay. If Guy trusts him then there’s a reason. I’ll wait until he wakes up. Then if I find out how he feels and if I still need to kick the living shit out of this guy. As for Guy you don’t have to worry. It looks like he’s found someone else anyways.”

Raoul raised an eyebrow. “You are not jealous?”

“No, if what your saying is true then I’m happy for him.” Riki said with a small nod of his head. “He deserves to be happy, I just don’t think I can give him what he needs anymore. If you can then more power to you.”

Iason didn’t seem so easily swayed. “You mean to tell me Raoul, that you have become involved with that Mongrel?” The Blondie spat in a venomous tone.

“Damn it Iason!” Riki said before Iason could continue. “They’re not any different from us. Besides I was worried about how Guy would react to all of this. I think these two being together is going to help us all.”

“I think that you are incredibly naive.” Iason said in a harsh voice.

“Yeah and I think you hypocritical asshole but that doesn’t mean I’m not willing to listen to the shit that comes out of your mouth. I only ask that you do the same for me. Look Iason there’s clearly a lot we need to talk about and I need to get the kid to a place he can rest. I’ve got a feeling that Raoul doesn’t just want to leave Guy there, and neither do I for that matter. Lets go inside and get settled and than we can all talk about this like mature adults instead of you two standing here and having a dick measuring contest.” His eyes swept to Raoul, “That is if you Blondies can handle that.”

Rather than waiting for a reply Riki pulled free and scooped up the fire kid. He walked past the stunned onlookers and into the spare bedroom without another word. For a moment none of them seemed able to speak. Than Raoul laughed, a sound foreign to both Iason and Katze. “Dick measuring contest?” He shook his head. “I think your Mongrel’s right in one aspect Iason, we have much to discuss.”

Iason raised an eyebrow, “yes, it seems we do.”

Katze was shocked once again, others would have had reason to fear decapitation for talking to Iason like that. Katze had never seen the Blondie look so tired. “Katze,” The ex-furniture looked up, fearing the worse. “Help Riki settle into our room, I will be in shortly. I need to make use of your computer first.” Katze nodded and hurried to help Riki and the fire child get settled, anything to get out of the Blondie filled room. It seemed he had dodged the bullet, for now.

Well that’s it for now. I know there a lot of loose ends to tie up but they’ll get resolved soon. Let me know what you think! Until next time,
Ethereal